Aria North
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The Beast Inside You
The small log cabin was chilly, the fire having long gone out in the middle of the night. A rocking chair creaked from the front porch as it swayed in the strong breeze outside, not quite in tune with the songs of the birds pecking at the ground outside. Jane watched the life of the forest surrounding the cabin go by from the small window in the kitchen as the kettle sat on the stove, heating the water for her tea.
By Aria Northabout a year ago in Horror
The Girl in the Cave
Drip, drip, drip. The sound of water splashing on the cave floor echoed as Cam sketched in his pad. Deep in the damp cave, his village bustled, the lanterns in each house and along the road the only source of light. Every chance he got, Cam was at the mouth of the cave, sketching everything he saw from the smallest bug to large predators prowling by.
By Aria North2 years ago in Fiction